“Technically, I haven’t run. Well, unless you count running from my asshole landlord to get here. I’m not going anywhere, Repo. I can’t afford to—so, if you need me, I will be right here.” She sat down on the bench again and patted the metal seat. “We good here?”
“Hardly,” he said. “I can’t leave your ass sitting here on this fucking bench, Cat.”
She smirked up at him, “Aw, a bond bailsmen with a heart of gold—that it, Repo?”
“You really are a pushy little bitch, aren’t you Cat? No, I’ve never been accused of having a heart of gold,” Repo insisted. “In fact, I’ve been told that I’m a heartless bastard by quite a few of my friends.”
“Well, with friends like that—” she stared.
“We aren’t friends either,” Repo said, pointing between Cat and himself. “This is business,” he said.
“I get it, Repo—you’re not here out of the goodness of your heart. Understood but the fact remains that I have no place to go but this bench here. You seem to want that not to be true, Repo but here I am—homeless and bench bound. As soon as I can find some work, I’ll try to get some cash together to find a cheap place to crash. But for now, I’m home,” she said. Repo cringed when she mentioned finding work. He knew what that would entail and although he wasn’t a prude, Cat working could land her back behind bars again and his chances of getting his money back would go down the toilet with her freedom.
“You a first-time offender?” he asked. She looked at him like he lost his mind.
“Sorry,” she said.
“Have you ever been arrested and tried for prostitution before today?” he clarified.
“I’ve been picked up two other times but the officer who brought me in was very—accommodating, let’s just say.” Repo knew that there were a lot of corrupt cops in the system who’d be all too willing to let sexy little Cat give him a blow job for her “Get out of jail free card”.
“So, this will be the first time you’ll be arraigned?” Repo asked. Cat nodded and he was pretty sure that what he was going to say next would qualify him as a complete fucking lunatic. “Fine, you’re coming home with me until we can work this all out.”
“That’s a really bad fucking idea,” Cat said. She looked him up and down again like he was out of his mind and yeah, he was. But, he had made the offer and he wouldn’t take it back now.
“Listen,” he barked. “I don’t like this any more than you do but I need to keep an eye on you and make sure you show up for court. Your case should be on the docket in a couple of weeks and well, I think I can go that long without strangling you,” he joked.
“Yeah well, I don’t know if I can make you the same promise, big guy,” Cat grumbled.
Repo barked out his laugh. “I’m not too worried about that. And, I’m not asking you if you want to come home with me. I’m telling you to get your fucking box and get in my truck. I’ve already lost a few other bails with runners this month. I don’t have the money, time or energy to track you down if you take off and Cat—you look like a runner. So, get your shit and get your ass in my truck.”
Cat stood and he could see the fight in her eyes and that was the last thing he needed right now. He sighed, knowing that she was going to make him do this the hard way. “Suit yourself,” he growled. Repo picked Cat up and flung her over his shoulder like she weighed close to nothing. He picked up her box and when she started to give him some fight, he swatted her ass.
“Stay the fuck still or I’ll taser you and then throw your body into the bed of my pick-up. I’m done fucking around with you, Cat,” Repo said.
“You can’t force me to do this, Repo,” she shouted. “You’re kidnapping me—taking me against my will. I don’t want this and I don’t want you,” she spat.
“Feelings mutual, Honey. I don’t fucking want you either but I don’t give a fuck what you want. As soon as your court case is over, you’ll be free to go on your way. Until that happens, you will follow my rules to a tee,” Repo said.
“Or what?” Cat asked.
“Or I’ll lock you in your fucking room and you’ll live like my fucking prisoner instead of my guest. Your call, Cat,” he said. Repo knew he wasn’t playing nicely but he just didn’t care. His unwanted house guest was going to learn quickly just who was in charge. She seemed to lose some of her fight and he unlocked his truck, practically tossing both her and her box into the passenger seat.
“And, Cat—you try to run and,” he started but he should have known she’d want the last word.
“And, you’ll find me,” she spat.
He smiled and nodded, “See, now you’re catching on,” Repo taunted, slamming her door shut.